Me: Northbound “L” train Thursday evening, trying to work on laptop. You: Two seats ahead, staring at me in distracting way. I moved to different compartment, you followed and kept staring. Changed trains twice, you still there staring. Would sincerely like to meet you, will be in front of Museo Regional de Magallanes, Punta Arenas, Chile, this Saturday afternoon. PS I may be delayed so keep waiting.

All right, let’s make something clear: Out of all the shelter kitties, you chose me. And although I may bring certain, shall we say, baggage to the table, I expect nothing less than prompt attention to my needs: Meals on time, regular treats, a broad assortment of squeaky toys, and furniture I may claw at will. Now, do we understand one another…

… or will you force me to unleash… HAROLD?

“Our cat wasn’t too fond of our foster kitten but he loved the box she came in!” says Redditor DontPokeThatPlease.

If you’ll be watching the latest Avengers movie, be sure to stick around for the customary post-credits scene, in which Captain America and Hawkeye console a confused Bruce Banner, whose latest experiment to control his rampaging Hulk tendencies only leads to even stranger results.

I wanted a mission, and for my sins, they gave me one: a one-way trip up the river into enemy territory, where Charlie lurked behind every tree, along with his cousin Dave. My assignment: track down a renegade commander loose somewhere in the jungle. Nothing could prepare me for the horror that lay ahead, but I knew I could never stop until I had terminated… Colonel Sanders.

Shoppers who took a microchipped leaflet at London’s Westfield Stratford mall got a new friend: Barley, a shelter pup who would “follow” them from billboard to billboard. It was all part of a campaign for Battersea Dogs and Cats Home.